With one move, Nalan Jingxiu did not pursue Lin Lingfeng, but turned his head and stared at Nie Donglai. At this time, Nie Donglai had just supported himself on the stage with one hand, looking panicked. In the face of life and death, even a tycoon with a net worth of tens of billions could not calm down. ←,.

"ha!"

Nalan Jingxiu exhaled and raised her feet and stomped her suddenly. Nie Donglai did not avoid it. Nalan Jingxiu stomped her stomach with one foot, and sprayed a mouthful of water on the spot, and her whole body bowed into the shape of shrimps.

Nalan Jingxiu looked tense and leaned forward with the momentum, slashing his right palm towards Nie Donglai's chest. With the strength of his palm, as long as he had not practiced martial arts, Nie Donglai, who had never practiced martial arts and was already old, would undoubtedly die.

The position of this palm slashing towards was Nie Donglai's heart, and shattering Nie Donglai's heart veins was Nalan Jingxiu's purpose.

but!

"Bang!"

The sudden sound of gunfire shocked Nalan Jingxiu's body, and the palm stopped above Nie Donglai's heart and could not be slashed for a long time.

"Bang bang!"

Two more gunshots, Nalan Jingxiu's body shook twice again, and two blood flowers burst out from his waist and back, and blood began to flow out of his nostrils.

The screams and noises suddenly became louder, and then they were silent again. Everyone looked at a bodyguard in black in horror, to be precise, at the gun in his hand.

This bodyguard actually carried a gun on his body!

Nalan Jingxiu's murderous aura faded away, a hint of regret appeared in her eyes, but a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She suddenly coughed twice, and the last sound spurted out blood. Her strong and strong body slowly softened. She turned her head slightly and glanced at the bodyguard holding a gun, and then threw herself on the terrified Nie Donglai.

The scene was extremely quiet!

The Ming Dynasty banned guns, but Nie Donglai's bodyguard was wearing a gun. A kung fu master was killed by three low-cost bullets.

Why did the people on the scene determine that Nalan Jingxiu is a master of kung fu?

Because Lin Lingfeng was born in Tianjin Lianhuantang, Lianhuantang is famous for its serial legs, Lin Lingfeng is even more worshipped by the contemporary king of northern legs, Hou Qinbo. He is the successor of Hou Qinbo's robe and mantle. Hou Qinbo once said in public that Lin Lingfeng had already obtained his true teachings of seven parts.

In front of the media, Lin Lingfeng has always been the best leg skills among the action stars. Everyone present saw it just now. In front of the assassin, Lin Lingfeng had no time to exert his legs. He was knocked out with one move.

Such a kung fu master was killed by three bullets in front of everyone. Although everyone present knew that the assassin should die, he was killed in this way. Many people still felt an inexplicable sadness in their hearts.

In the martial arts Ming Dynasty, even if a master of kung fu died, he should die at the hands of someone with stronger kung fu. How sad is it to die at the gun?

Nie Xiaotian suddenly stood up, pushed Nalan Jingxiu's body away in surprise, and helped Nie Donglai up with joy, and asked with concern: "Dad! Dad! Are you okay? Dad! How are you?"

Nie Donglai's dark face turned a lot pale, and his eyes were a little scattered.

...

In front of Cao Yunjie's tombstone in Fu Cemetery, Cai Xiaoming stretched out his legs and sat next to the tombstone. He smiled and greeted Cao Yunjie's tombstone again, and once again took a sip of wine, and said with a chuckling: "Ajie! I swear in front of your tombstone that I will definitely avenge you. Now, the person who killed you should be dead! You can rest in peace in your eyes! Come! Let's drink another one! Remember to take the rose I gave you to soak a beautiful female ghost! Haha!"

A cold wind blew, and suddenly blew out the two white candles in front of the tombstone. The burning paper money was blown to fly into the sky, and paper ingots were scattered all over the place.

Cai Xiaoming's smile was stunned. Then he laughed again, and said, "Haha! Ajie! You know what you know! I know! I know you are happy too! You are telling me you know, haha! Nie Donglai! He thought that if he married his unruly daughter to me, I would not avenge you? No! Impossible! You are my good brother! I have made a vow! I have vowed to avenge you! How can the vow be ruined? Ah?"

He shouted until the end with his tongue. Cai Xiaoming was already in tears and his voice was choked.

The sound of the cell phone suddenly sounded, interrupting Cai Xiaoming's sob. He slowly touched his body a few times and took out his cell phone. When Cai Xiaoming, who was drunk, saw that the caller ID was the word "wife", suddenly burst out laughing again. He smiled and stuffed the cell phone into his pocket and dropped it on the ground. He was too lazy to pick it up.

"Sure! Ajie! Sure enough! It must be the news of Nie Donglai's death! It must be! Will I accept it? Haha! Will I accept it? Not! I, I will go back to the hotel right away! I will go back to the hotel right away to sleep! I will continue filming tomorrow! Haha!"

With a big laugh, Cai Xiaoming started to stagger with his tombstone, stood up, and thought for a while, as if he remembered that his phone fell to the ground, and then he bent down to pick it up a few times, picked up the phone, and then waved goodbye to Cao Yunjie's tombstone.

"Ajie! It's late at night, you can rest! No, I won't disturb you! Next time, I'll come to see you next time! Again, I'll drink with you again! Haha! Haha..."

Amid laughter, Cai Xiaoming left staggeringly.

Along the way, his cell phone rang several times in his pocket, but he didn't answer. Every time the cell phone ringing sounded, he would laugh a few times and feel extremely happy.

The next morning, Cai Xiaoming woke up with the sound of his assistant knocking on the door. Cai Xiaoming had a smile on his face when he woke up. He responded to the assistant outside the door in a good mood, then slowly got up and washed up, and went to the restaurant downstairs for breakfast. The smile on his face never disappeared.

When he left the elevator, he suddenly restrained his smile and took a plate in the breakfast area and was choosing breakfast in the buffet area. He encountered the same Buffet.

Bao Fei glanced at him and said casually: "Xiao Ming! Your father-in-law was assassinated last night. Did he find out who did it?"

"Ah? What did you say? My father-in-law was assassinated last night? Are you lying to me, are you?"

Cai Xiaoming looked very surprised, of course he pretended.

Bao Fei looked at him unexpectedly.

"What? You don't know yet? But you don't have to worry too much! The news this morning said that your father-in-law was just a little injured, and it's not a big deal! Have peace of mind to eat your breakfast!"

"What? Isn't it serious?"

Cai Xiaoming's face suddenly changed. Zhu Fei looked at him strangely. Zhu Fei seemed to have no idea that Cao Yunjie's death was related to Nie Donglai.

Cai Xiaoming shook his body and could no longer laugh. Suddenly he lost interest in the rich breakfast in front of him.

...

The front page headlines of all entertainment media on this day were news about Nie Donglai, the head of Nie Media’s family, who was assassinated at the celebration banquet of "The World's No. 1" last night.

The focus of reports from various media outlets is slightly different.

Some focus on reporting the incident itself; some speculate on the identity of the assassin; some mention that the male protagonist Lin Lingfeng of "The World's No. 1" was overturned by the assassin, saying that this is a great irony to the movie "The World's No. 1"; some question why Nie Donglai's bodyguard carried a gun with him? He said that he would wait for the police station to deal with it.

Zhao Yan also saw the news online in the morning. It was really overwhelming on the Internet.

Not only are online media reported by all sizes, but there are pop-up news on computer browsers.

The name of the assassin was not mentioned in the news, but there were too many media reporters participating in "The World's No. 1" at that time, and there were very clear photos of the deceased on the news.

Zhao Yan originally clicked on this news with a casual attitude. When he saw the dead in the photo and the assassination was Nalan Jingxiu, Zhao Yan was shocked.

"How could he assassinate the chairman of Nie Media?"

Zhao Yan couldn't understand at all, and suddenly remembered what Nalan Jingxiu said to him on the Crescent Lake in the back mountain of the college that night.

"The doctor said, I have one more year left. Before I leave this world, I have one more thing to do. I hope you agree to this deal! As long as you agree, I will teach you all the seven Duan Jin I know! How about it? Do you agree?"

Thinking of what Nalan Jingxiu once said, Zhao Yan suddenly realized that what Nalan Jingxiu was going to do was Nie Donglai, the chairman of Nie Media.

But why?

Zhao Yan couldn't figure it out and secretly guessed: Could it be that Nalan Jingxiu had a grudge with Nie Donglai? So he wanted to kill Nie Donglai before leaving this world?

Zhao Yan also felt a little sad about Nalan Jingxiu's death under the gun.

Nalan Jingxiu's kung fu was not inferior to him, and Zhao Yan was not sure of defeating him. What was particularly memorable was the brief fight with Nalan Jingxiu that night. Nalan Jingxiu left a hole more than an inch long on his sleeve with her flesh palm alone.

On the afternoon of the day when he returned to school, Zhao Yan received a call from his counselor Weng Zhijian.

"Zhao Yan! I have a express delivery for you! It has been sent to the school for several days. Come and get it!"

When Zhao Yan retrieved the express parcel and returned to the dormitory to disassemble it, he was stunned.

There is only a black-skinned booklet the size of a palm in the express delivery. Open the cover, and the title page says: Zhao Yan! Although you refused to trade with me, I still decided to write to you the Qi Duanjin practice method! Maybe, when you open this manual, I was already in jail and might have died, haha! It doesn’t matter! I started practicing martial arts at the age of 6 and practiced hard for nearly 14 years, but I have never really shown my kung fu to the world, like walking in the night clothes! I can give my sister at the last moment of my life.

My sister earns a child support fee and can bloom like a flash of cereus. I am very satisfied! Zhao Yan! Your kung fu is very good, but this time I will prove that I am really better than you! You will see me killing all over the world in the news! Qi Duan Jin will resound in the sky of the Ming Dynasty again! This is my ultimate sound! My sister's name is Nalan Moer! Maybe she will change her name in the future. If you have the chance in the future, please take care of me for the sake of my rumor on Qi Duan Jin! Please! Nalan Jingxiu.

So many words not only filled the title page of the booklet, but also wrote most of the paper on the second page.

After reading it, Zhao Yan felt mixed feelings.

Nalan Jingxiu wanted to bloom like a flash of cereus at the last moment of his life. He must have never expected Nie Donglai's bodyguard to carry a gun.

In this way, will he really feel that it doesn't matter? (To be continued.)

ps: Thanks to the 0 snail, the time traveler rewarded 100 points, the Reading Alliance. Xiaowu rewarded 200 points, and the Major General Meng rewarded 588 points, and thanks to the leader Odys Seyban for rewarding 10,000 points again.
Chapter completed!